The Evil Ice Cream Man

Our Ice Cream Man drives through the neighborhood -- at a snails pace -- enticing children with his creepy music. I think there are subliminal messages in his music that turns otherwise good little children into evil-spawn-of-Satan-children once he has driven by; especially if you don't have any money to give to them. How else do you explain the crazed head spinning when they don't get their delicious crack?

Neighborhood children sell Lemonaid all the live long day, collecting their hard earned coins with sweet anticipation of the daily arrival of the creepy-music-playing-ice cream-man.